The Clock Strikes Horny

Thursday, March 4th, Ben Rothlisberger, resident man about town, was at it again. This time, in a small town in Georgia, Rothlisberger got his club on. The problem is, he’s being accused of forcing his club on someone else.

Rothlisberger has retained high powered legal council to defend him in allegations by a 20 year old college woman who has accused Rothlisberger of sexual assault. According to reports, he is fully cooperating with the police investigation.

Whether he did or he didn’t, Rothlisberger’s innate ability to place himself in bad situations continues. Very visible in public throughout his career in Pittsburgh, Rothlisberger can regularly be found boozing it up at any number of bars in the area. Some reports have suggested he’s not as accommodating as an autograph seeker would have you believe, allegedly trying to skip out on a hefty barb bill every now and then. Fame and success at a young age can mold anyone’s psyche into that of an ego maniac, and Rothlisberger has a reason for bullet-proof arrogance, having just turned 28 and already achieved the pinnacle in his sport twice.

After nearly killing himself for riding his motorcycle without a helmet, and then becoming a windshield pancake, Rothlisberger initially appeared defiant when asked if he would ever ride again without a helmet. The seemingly false accusation last July by a woman in Tahoe accusing Rothlisberger of raping her now appears to have some unfortunate weight (sort of ;like that girl in ‘Precious”, but not that excessive). However, Rothlisberger has maintained his innocence, so maybe he’s just a victim. Maybe women see him as a quick way to get rich in a settlement. Either way, he’s the fool for continuing to get blasted in public (See photos) and allow himself to be a target. Then again, maybe where there’s Rothlisberger, there’s tube steak.

I can hear the pick-up line now. “Hey Baby….wanna see my bacon double Rothlisberger? It’s all beef.”

Feel free to insert your favorite Rothlisberger pick-up line below.

How do you know its time to get it on? When the big hand meets the little hand.